Father’s Day celebration (again) for marvelous Maytag Man, minus 4 munchkins. No wonder it was so quiet! Hey, Logan, why are you hiding?
So after a long day of going here and there and doing stuff yesterday, I plopped myself down in the massage chair, put a throw pillow on my lap, and put the iPad on it to catch up on emails while getting a back massage. Missy promptly joined me (note to visitors: she expects to sit in the lap of anyone using the massage chair) and settled herself down on the pillow, never mind that I had to move the iPad to make room for her. It was expected.
KC was out lounging on the deck, but at the first crack of a thunder bumper, he ran inside…and by the second loud noise, he jumped up and moved Missy over to make room for his not-so-dainty hiney. I have two fraidy cats, for sure:
Deal with it…they say. And so I did. Bless their loveable hearts.
Today is the big land sale where Mowing Man has been working, putting in 10-12 hours of work these past few weeks. Hopefully he will be able to sleep in tomorrow and get some much-needed rest. He said he has lost 15 pounds. What a diet!
That’s life in Mayberry, y’all!